Eternal Bloom
Reflection
In the heart of the tree, a story unfolds,
A testament to life, young and old.
Roots dig deep, into the earth below,
A symbol of strength, in the winds that blow.
The leaves, a canvas, of green and gold,
Dancing in breezes, young and old.
The trunk, a pillar, sturdy and strong,
A guardian of memories, where love belongs.
In every branch, a tale is told,
Of seasons passed, and stories yet untold.
The tree stands tall, through rain and shine,
A beacon of hope, in the cycles of time.
Its beauty is a gift, to all who see,
A reminder of nature's harmony.
In its depths, a mirror to the soul,
Reflecting our journey, making us whole.